her.
Robin was about to snap back at her, but hesitated, thought a moment, then relaxed her shoulders. "Yes, she is. Mother darling is doing
exactly that."
"Well, then it shouldn't surprise you. It
shouldn't surprise any of us. Dr. Foreman believes in
everything she does to us. She has this grand plan, this
collection of theories. Every one of us is another case
study for her. I once glimpsed at some papers on her
desk and saw it."
"Saw what?" I asked.
"She's writing about each of us all the time.
We'll be collected in some book and she'll probably
win some prize. And all at our expense!"
"Tell us more about Posy," I said, folding my
legs and squatting on the floor like a little girl who
had asked to be told a story.
"I didn't get to know her all that well. Like
Mindy says, she was always lying to me anyway. She
was here a little over a month or so. One day she
arrived with Dr. Foreman when she returned from one
of her periodic trips away from the ranch. I came in
from work and found her sitting right there." Gia
nodded at my bunk.
"She smiled at me and said. 'Hi, my name's
Posy Don't call me anything else, please.' You would never know she was sent here as any sort of punishment. Nothing bothered her. Everything was interesting to her. I got so I hated hearing the word, Interesthig-. 'Isn't this interesting?' 'Isn't that
interesting?'"
"What did she look like?" Teal asked, sitting
beside me.
"She wasn't much bigger than I am," Gia said.
"I thought she was about twelve, but she swore she